Wait... Wot? That old document has got me fingerprints on it? That's impossible! Unless... damnation! I must have swiped the wrong piece of paper from the old man's desk.
I'm blind you see, hence the mistake. But I've got good hearing. I waited till I couldn't hear anything in Stinch's room.
That must have been around 9.30. I thought at the time maybe he'd stepped out, so I picked the lock and slipped in. O' course now I guess 'e was probably dead already. Gives me the willies thinking about it, bein' in a room with a dead man.
Now, if you want to know just why I were snooping around, you'll have to dig up some more evidence. I ain't tellin' you nuffink.